Indexes for The Sacred Harp, 1991 Edition

I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valley.
As the lily among the thorns,
So is my love among the daughters
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood,
So is my beloved among the sons.
I sat down under his shadow with great delight,
And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
He brought me to the banqueting house;
His banner over me was love.
Stay me with flagons,
Comfort me with apples,
For I am sick of love.

I charge you, Oh ye daughters of Jerusalem,
By the roes, and by the hinds of the field,
That you stir not up, nor awake my love till he please.
The voice of my beloved,
Behold! he cometh, leaping upon the mountains,
Skipping upon the hills.

My beloved spake, and said unto me,
Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
For lo, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone.